Theme: Life

Meaning Beside Me

 In time warp, to find 
the fell of a dark moon 
my thoughts bring out a birthday gift. 

The first step in fog 
discovers the sharp edge 
of kindness. 

Who will believe 
this black and white, 
suicide of a sage? 

Newborn roses and dahlias 
speak through 
the nothingness of fear. 

I just saw the face of death 
floating on a pond. 
Ashes and bones out of the urn.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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